Travel Blogs from Surat Thani

... only time one is allowed to bare ones chest, but definitely not ones parts! Also forgot to mention that one is not allowed clothing that doesn't cover the knees. So that left me with my one pair of jeans. Having explained my issue to the lady silencer , she sold me a pair of fishermans trousers . Ahem. Problems arose with those on day 1. We then head to the dining hall for dinner and the last chances to talk for 10 days. All one German bloke seems to be worried about ...

... and a more recent addition to the monk family at Suan Mokkh monastery for the loving kindness meditation. Best part of the day because a) they were both funny and engaging speakers b) we got to use our vocal chords for chanting c) and chanting was actually quite pleasant to listen to d) we got to lean against the pillars in the yoga hall where the session was held. e) the junior monk who happened to be Russian, was seriously funny. He also had great things to say so we all really ...

... is clearly terrified with the responsibility and disappears after summoning a lad who brings us hot coals topped with a holey tin lid with a trough round its base. She does bring us some beer which we sip whilst nonchalantly keeping an eye on the other customers to try and see what to do. The lad comes back with an old tin kettle and fills the trough in our container - the water sizzles as it hits the hot metal. We have been given a plate with a cube of port fat ...

... but don't get me started on this. We had taxi, ferry, bus then taxi all for a drink on arrival ... A fanta! Need a Malibu ! sad times. I have no idea what day it is let alone the date. I just established today it's Easter weekend so we went and bought Oreos. Happy Easter all! Tomo we fly to Kuala Lumpur! Good morning ...